Sometimes I feel like a pre-teen groupie when I say that Salman Rushdie is my favorite author. I expect people to say “how droll” as they roll their eyes. Why? Because he’s the rock star of the literary world. He’s Bono while Hunter S. Thompson is Keith Richards. I love one of the most internationally famous authors in the world. He was in protective hiding for almost a decade. He’s in the news all the time, he had a death sentence on his head. He was married to an internationally famous model and tv host. And yet, while this has led to him in gossip magazines, he’s just a great fucking writer with a vast intelligence and an extremely good sense of humor. Continue reading →